The one question she asked wasn’t about why her daughter was naked and hadn’t packed a bag. I didn’t hear everything my Mom and Julie talked abo...ut the training, but it sounded like they went into detail on how the sausage was made and explained about the spanking, protocols and the whole nine yards of what we would be doing. It was just was there some hidden agenda here.“Julie pissed me off, tearing up my house, and she is a manipulative little bitch like my daughter. They are friends, and I. "Why are you being so weird this morning?" she said with a frown on her face. "I'm not," I said, as I took the juice and went in her direction. Just at that moment, the butter knife fell off the table and she reached down to pick it up. I couldn't see her face, but I heard her gasp and was sure she'd seen the bulge in my pants. We ate in silence after that and, eventually, she got up and got ready for work. As she kissed me goodbye on my cheek, apparently having forgotten that she'd caught me. “I figured!!” She was eager to please her husband more than ever. Her fingers rubbed softly on his hard stomach, “Wow! It looks like somebody else has been working out! You look so sexy baby!”“Work and working out is all I have time to do!” His hand rested on his wife’s shoulder, “Have you chatted online since we last spoke?” Fred stared down at his kneeling wife as she looked up at him.For a moment she thought about lying to him but maybe he knew she had. “Once,” Katie’s tongue snaked out of. Before long I had her talking, “OOO my that feels good lick right there in that spot, suck harder, suck harder.” Suddenly she screams, “O shit I am going to cum.“ She locks her legs on my head, her hips rise up, and I do my best to ride her out through her orgasm. Still panting, she looks at me. “Come fuck me, I want you in me right now,” she says with a passionate look in her eyes.We got squared away on the bed and I move up on my knees and spread her legs wide open, and I begin to pound.